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My skin tingled as a thrill went down my spine. “Let me guess your favorite. It’s probably something classic, very long, and dense.”

Elliot raised his brows. “Why do you think that?”

“You’re very smart and nerdy, someone who thinks a lot and enjoys the book club questions they put in the back.”

Elliot laughed, a sudden surprised sound that was bright and easy. I wanted to record it and listen to it over and over.

“I do like the book club questions.”

I chuckled. “Is your favorite book…The Odyssey?”

He shook his head.

I eyed him as though I could read the answer on his face. His mouth tugged into a smile. “The Three Musketeers?” I said. “Classic, long, and adventurous too. Sounds like your type of thing.” What was I saying? I barely knew him.

Elliot’s grin widened. “You give me too much credit.” He elbowed me gently, and I giggled. Fuck, I sounded like a little princess. “I mostly read fantasy and comics. I’ve been teaching myself to understand and appreciate Shakespeare, but maybe I’ll try Dumas next.”

He was just listing types of books, but somehow it made my chest feel like it was full of sparkling water, all fizzy and bubbly.

“What is your favorite book?” I said.

Elliot leaned toward me so our shoulders touched, and I wiggled closer to him. “It’s a four-way tie,” he said, “between the three Lord of the Rings books andThe Silmarillion.”

I burst into laughter. Moe groaned in his sleep, and I covered my mouth before I woke him.

Elliot stared down at his hands and frowned. “Oh… too nerdy?”

I shook my head. “Those are my favorite books.”

His head shot up, eyes wide. “You’re just saying that.”

“Pfft, I never just say anything.” Okay, that wasn’t true. I lied, and I said a lot of dumb shit even though I wanted to be someone who only spoke when she had cutting remarks.

Elliot gazed at me with awe, like I was that dimension that looked like Starry Night had been tossed in a blender with a Hubble photograph.

“You know… I liked you before the mate spell kicked in. Like-liked, I mean. Maybe… maybe this is real.”

As I offered him my hand, my heart pounded in my ears like the footsteps of an approaching dinosaur. You’d think that was just from the movies, but I had encountered dinos, and they did make the ground thump.

Elliot stared at my palm, and then half turned away from me. With my heart sputtering like a dying engine, I tucked my hand under my thigh.

“I’m not normal,” he said. “In the penile sense.”

“I blew Jag’s dickstrument,” I said.

Elliot startled hard enough to make his chair groan.

“And I let Moe eat me out after I watched him play his ass drums,” I added. “You can ask them.”

Elliot stared at me with his eyes wide enough to show all the whites.

“I thought everyone knew,” I said. “We weren’t exactly quiet, and it’s why I lost control of the disguise that was keeping the store’s security at bay.”

“You don’t mind our afflictions?”

I scoffed. “Afflictions? You make beautiful music; there’s nothing wrong with any of you. Well, there might be, everyone is fucked up, but your cocks and his ass are fine.” I nodded to Moe drooling on the tabletop.

Elliot still looked skeptical.

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